Ok, I'm and EXTREMLY sorry for the wrong chapter posting. I finished chapter 14 really late last night and was going to post it but fanfiction and my computer were being super glitchy and not working well and it turned out that the first chapter got posted instead of my 14th so I am really sorry for the confusion! The fact that my first chapter was posted was a complete mistake, it wasn't meant to pop up and I promise it won't happen again! I saw all of your comments and messages and was really confused until I finally got a chance to get to my computer and saw the mistake. So again I apologize for that! I want to thank all of you who left kind words about the story and the chapter 13 and especially for you guys who let me know about the small glitch! I love you all so much! You are all beyond amazing! I'm really glad you are enjoying the story and I won't deprive you anymore! So without further ado…
"Graham it's good to see you again," Emma greeted as the tall, well built man with soft, gentle eyes walked into the Jones mansion. He had a tuff of curly brown hair, grey blue eyes and a small welcoming smile. He pulled Emma in for a brief hug before addressing Killian and Leroy who stood behind her. Leroy was eyeing him slowly, grazing his eyes cautiously over the man's form as they shook hands. But no one was more wary that Killian. He stiffened the instant Emma molded into Graham's embrace. He felt a heat stir in his chest as he ground out a stern 'nice to meet you' and shook the man's hand. His eyes meet Emma's for a split second only to find that she immediately broke his gaze.
"Please tell me you got something good for me," Emma asked, crossing her thin arms across her chest. Graham gave her a look before chuckling a bit.
"Your in luck, I happened to find a couple of things that might help you," he stated with ease. Emma's face softened with the news, maybe what he had found could help them stop that monster.
"Great, let's take this into Regina's office and see what you got," Emma stated before motioning for him to follow her, Killian and Leroy close behind. As they burst through the office door, Regina's head snapped up.
"Ah, Ms. Swan I see you brought your police friend," she stated, moving her eyes over Graham. "I hope you have some good news to share with us."
"I might just Ms…"
"Mills, Regina Mills" Regina finished.
"Ms. Mills," Graham greeted.
"Ok Graham," Emma stated as she shut the door "let's hear what you got."
"Well, I ran the bat that was used to hit Killian over the head and found the finger prints of a Victor…"
"Whale," Emma finished softly, regret ringing through her tone. Her mind flashed back to yesterday, watching as Whales defeated, scared stricken eyes peered at her with regret and fear. Emma's stomach clenched as she thought of the sight, willing herself to push the reminder to the back of her mind as she continued listen to Graham.
"Yes," Graham nodded. Killian eyed Emma with a worried gaze, knowing exactly how much she was beating herself up for that. "Not only that, but it seems that Whale had received several phone calls from an unknown number as well as numerous amounts of threatening messages. My crew is tracing the possible location of those as we speak. We also found a spray can bottle outside of the stadium, the one that could have been used to paint the message on Killian's wall…" Graham's voice trailed on.
"And?" Regina questioned.
"The finger prints weren't in the system so we didn't get a positive match," the cap finished. Emma blinked in disbelief.
"Are you saying there where two people there?" she stammered.
"Yes," Graham answered "one who spray painted and trashed the room while the other attacked Mr. Jones. And based on the security camera's, there seemed to have been two different figures roaming, both in black attire roaming around…"
"How do you know they weren't the same person?" Regina asked bluntly. Graham shifted and eyed the brunette, sucking in a breath before responding.
"Because the second silhouette that was seen walking in the hallways near Killian's dressing room clearly belonged to a female." The room was eerily silent. It stayed that way until Leroy finally broke the tension.
"So this bastard not only had tons of guys working for him, but has a girlfriend who draws out his dirty work?"
"We can't conclude she was his girlfriend nor are we sure if she was at the party or not or how many people Gold has working for him," Graham responded.
"So in conclusion you have nothing," Regina scoffed.
"Not necessarily," Graham countered, "we still are tracing the messages and phone calls…" Suddenly, soft ring suddenly cut off Graham. The cop dug into his back pocket and pulled out his buzzing phone. "Speaking of which," he said while flipping his phone open to answer the call. The group waited till the cop received the information, watching him nod in understanding before he spoke a thank you and hung up.
"That was my colleague with some news I bet will cheer you up," he stated "we where able to ping the calls and messages off of a few towers to get a set of coordinates." Emma's eyes light up at the news. "The coordinates belong to an rather large estate about a half an hour from our current location."
"That's great!" Regina beamed "now you can arrest this maniac and we will be finished. Seems that we will be right on track to…"
"Not so fast Ms. Mills," Graham cut in. Regina gave him a questioning yet surprised glare. "We know that there is a possibility that Gold won't be there and if he figures of that we go into his house, he might panic and do something irrational."
"Like immediately come and finish Killian off himself," Emma concluded. Graham nodded.
"Exactly. So we will need to take precautions so if he isn't there and decides to finish his mission, we will have Mr. Jones far away and in a safe place."
"Wait hold on," Regina stammered, "you want him to just disappear? And where do you plan on sending him to? For how long as well? He can't just disappear, and especially not since he is debuting a new album soon."
"Ms. Mills I understand the predicaments of Mr. Jones current career but it would only before for a couple of days, a week at most in a secluded home or place. If anyone asks, you can pose it as a small vacation he needed to take in order to gain inspiration for the new album." Regina sighed and ruffled through her papers, shaking her head before speaking up.
"You better catch that son of a bitch fast sheriff," she grumbled before snatch up her phone and waving her hand at the rest of the group "I have some calls to make." Emma exchanged a look with the rest of the group before she took the lead out the door. She then paused at the door and waited till everyone exited before shutting Regina's office door. Killian and Leroy where already further down the hall. Graham was trailing slowly behind them. Emma jogged a bit to catch up with him.
"Graham," she called as he paused before going down the stairs "I wanted to thank you for all of your help." Graham just smiled sweetly at her.
"It was no problem Emma, I'm glad I could help," he replied "I'm going to need to contact Regina about the place we want to send him too. It needs to be soon, we don't want to loose our lead on Gold." Emma nodded in agreement.
"Knowing Regina, it's probably not going to be before Killian's concert tomorrow night," Emma sighed.
"Another night of him in possible danger you mean," Graham finished.
"No. I refuse to let him get hurt or put him in any danger again, I don't care what it takes," Emma replied firmly.
"I'm sure that you will do everything in you power to do so," Graham told her as he put his hand on Emma's shoulder, squeezing it gently. Emma smiled at Graham and nodded her head before letting her eyes drift past him and down to Killian, who was standing below in the foyer, seemingly having a conversation with Leroy. But his eyes were glued to her and the moment she looked down, she met his shinning orbs. Emma took in a sharp breath and nodded her head back toward Graham slightly, breaking her uncomfortable gaze with Killian.
"Thank you again," she told him as began to make her way down the stairs, the sheriff following closely behind.
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Killian could barley hear Leroy talking to him. His words where dulled out somehow as he locked his gaze to Emma and Graham. The cop had smiled at her and squeezed her arm gently as Emma smiled her ever so rare toothy smile at him. He felt his heart squeeze and constrict itself as jealousy ran through his veins like fire across a line of gasoline. Killian clenched his fists and set his jaw into a tight position as he moved his eyes from the rambling guard to Emma. It was then that her shinning emeralds met his; linger for a moment before tearing away to thank the sheriff for one last time. She then made her way down the steps and toward Killian and Leroy, purposely avoiding his eyes.
"Thanks again Sheriff," Leroy rumbled as he patted Graham on the shoulder "your one hell of a cop." Graham just chuckled.
"It was no trouble," he replied.
Emma smiled tightly at the exchange, not wanting to look at Killian, desperate for something else to gaze at. She could feel his eyes on her. She shifted uncomfortably, praying for anything to break the awkward tension that followed Leroy's comment as the group exchanged small smiles and nods. It was then that her prayer was answered as she heard the heels of Regina's shoes clomping their way down the stairs. Emma had never been more relived to hear the heels of hell making their way down the stairs. Killian's manger made her way over to them, typing furiously on her phone. She reached the group and moved a venomous glare toward Graham.
"Alright Sheriff, you wanted a hiding place you got one," she smiled tightly before turning her gaze to Killian. "Jones your brother's cabin up north in Washington is perfect, it's located in quite a small town and is surrounded by a mass forest. I have arranged for you to stay there for a week."
"What about my brother?" Killian countered "If you had failed to notice Regina, he was quite the target for Gold's men yesterday."
"Your brother will be fine Jones, no ones knows about the cabin so you and him will be safe," Regina assured him. Killian sighed; blantly uncomfortable with the situation but he knew he had no choice. Regina turned back to the sheriff. "He will be flying there straight from his concert tomorrow night."
"Ms. Mills, it's not safe to let him perform with a killer on his tail," Graham protested.
"He will do tomorrow's concert Sheriff, no question. I won't let this amateur stand in the way of Jones' carrier." Graham sighed with defeat and nodded his head.
"Fine, I will arrange for one of my men to accompany you on the trip to assure safety. Emma I assume you will be following Mr. Jones?"
"Without a doubt," Emma said affirming before a realization hit her. David's wedding. "When will we be able to come back?"
"Shouldn't take more than a few days, why?" Graham replied.
"It's just that my friend David's wedding is next week and I can't miss it, I'm the maid of honor," Emma explained. Graham just shook his head slightly and shrugged.
"You should be able to get back to L.A. by next week. I don't expect this to take more that a few days." Emma let out a breath and nodded. She would need to call David and let him know that she would be leaving. "I also am planning on sending a couple of my men with you to the concert for extra security."
"Great, thank you again Graham," Emma replied. He nodded to the rest of the group in a silent goodbye as Regina waved him along and escorted him to the door, communicating more details with him as they went along.
"I'm going to let the rest of the crew know about this," Leroy replied as he jogged away from the group, leaving Emma and Killian standing the foyer. After a few moments, Killian broke their silence.
"So how do you know the sheriff?" he asked a bit to coldly.
"He is a friend of a friend. I met him at a party a few years back," Emma told him
"You two seemed awfully close Swan," he told her, the jealously bubbling in his voice. Emma turned and eyes him suspiciously, obviously catching his discomfort.
"Ya, we're friends. Friends tend to be close," she rattled.
"Yes, well he looked at you a way that wouldn't suggest you were 'just friends'" Killian replied. Emma sighed and rolled her eyes.
"Why the hell do you care how he looks at me Jones?" she asked. Killian mouth opened a bit as he was about to reply when Regina walked over to them, finished with escorting Graham out the door.
"Alright, seems like out schedule has changed yet again. I don't want this concert to go like last time Ms. Swan" Regina shot at her. Emma turned away from Killian and nodded her head.
"Trust me Regina, it won't. Not again."
"Good," Regina replied, "you are said to be the best bodyguard in L.A. Ms. Swan, act like it."
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The vibrating of the floor shook Emma's feet as she walked up and down through the hallways of the large concert arena. The team had arrived two hours before and had taken every exit into account before Emma led Killian to the stage door. She hadn't spoken to him since the night before, taking her leave after Regina talk. This time their ride to the stadium was longer, two hours at least. Emma exchanged exchanged a few words and glances with Killian before a bitter silence accompanied them the rest of the ride, leaving this void of unsaid words between her and the star. But she couldn't focus on her feelings for him; she refused to, especially now that Killian was in more danger than before. Unlike the first concert, the muffled sounds of music made Emma cringe, her nerves getting the best of her. She had barked her orders to the men, more harshly than before and took to monitoring the hallways. She had just made her way through the last one, nodding her head in conformation that everything was in order to Leroy and a few of Graham's men. She positioned herself near the stages entrance, hearing the last few lines of Killian's song drum in her ears. She grumbled a simple 'get ready' to her earpiece before listen to a simple 'copy that'. It was only a few moments later as she heard the crowd scream for the last time and Killian yell his thank you to the crowd before the door burst open. The band came out first, a sweat slick Killian following behind. His raven hair was sticking wildly to his forehead and his eyes where shining from excitement.
"Swan," he greeted breathlessly.
"Let's go Jones," she motioned. They made their way to his dressing room, where Leroy was waiting for them.
"The car will be ready in a few minutes," he told Emma gruffly as he opened the door for her and Killian. The two made their way inside as Emma could help but relish the good feeling of seeing this dressing room be clean and tidy.
"Ok Jones, get changed and get ready to go," she said firmly as Killian dug through the assortment of clothes "the bags are already in the car, which will take us to the airport. We should be in Washington by later tonight and…"
"Alright Swan what's wrong?" he cut in. Emma gave him a confused look. "You have been avoiding any sort of conversation with me since what happened a few day's ago? Because if it's about you're friend…"
"No, Killian. I'm fine really. But we need to get a move on so can you please…" Emma's breath caught a bit as Killian whipped off his shirt, revealing a line of perfectly sculpted abs and strong arms. It occurred to her that she hadn't seen him without a shirt since the first day she met him. Her eyes racked over his body quickly, trying to jumble the rest of her words out. "…hurry up so we can leave," she finally breathed out. Killian went over to his chair and grabbed a towel that hung from it. He ran it quickly through his damp hair before slipping on a clean shirt.
"Swan if this is about what happened at the party…" Killian began. His words made Emma flinch. She shifted a bit, trying not to seem uncomfortable as she moved her weight from one foot to another.
"Killian, hurry up so we can go. I'm fine," Emma insisted.
"At least tell me how your arm is," he tried softly. Emma meet his gently eyes hesitantly. She was genuine concern in his sea blues orbs.
"I'm fine, and so is the wound," she said quickly and quietly.
"Love," he began but was cut off by a sharp knock on the door.
"Emma, the car's here they are waiting," Leroy called.
"We need to go," Emma told him. A defeated look washed over Killian's face as he tossed the towel aside and followed her out the door.